Advice from a small town girl

It’s the same old song. “Second verse same as the first; a little bit louder and a little bit worse!”

I had to shop for bigger clothes last week, because I have regained all but 2 of the 20 pounds I lost last year. And still I don’t stop eating as if all food may vanish from the planet tomorrow.

My feet hurt. My right knee seems to have decided to punish me for all the years of abuse. My cholesterol just topped out at 234. It’s hard to get moving. It’s hard to keep moving. Sometimes it’s hard just to breathe.

What was I thinking?

Oh, that’s right; I wasn’t.

When my youngest niece was about thr...